Amelia started crying when I left to go to work today. When the babysitter arrived, Amelia asked me to pick her up by raising her arms like she does. I did, and gave her a kiss and a cuddle, and Amelia smiled at the babysitter. As soon as I put her down, she started getting upset. Then the babysitter picked her up and Amelia was wiggling and leaning away from her, looking at me with pleading eyes. She started really bawling when I opened the door to leave, and I could hear her outside the house as I got into my car.

I know we’re right on schedule for separation anxiety and this is perfectly normal, but I still feel like the Worst Mom Ever. Tom has volunteered to wait for the babysitter tomorrow, so we can share in the misery. He’s pretty awesome like that.

Does anyone want to pay me a couple of thousand a month to stay home and care for my baby? Oh, and I’ll need health insurance with that.